Posts Tagged ‘text’

Responde’ Please: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

June 14, 2011

Should each email, text/
or IM get a response?/
Do you say “Hi!” back?

Getting An “Oops”: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

June 4, 2011

I’ve heard of “OOPS!”:/
Photo-texts not for your eyes./
At least she’s happy

Not Enough Attention: Romantic Haiku Lament

May 22, 2011

She craves attention.
Write, call, text, ask her out, woo.
It’s still not enough.

Numbers Mean Nothing: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry Lament

April 19, 2011

Numbers:/
__ since she called./
__ since she texted./
__ since we im’d./
__ since she emailed./
__ since she saw me./

What do/
numbers add up to/
and mean?/
Nothing.

Original
Numbers:/
39 since she called./
35 since she texted./
14 since we im’d./
98 since she emailed./
Minus 1 since I wasn’t on email./
38 since she saw me./

What do/
numbers add up to/
and mean?/
Nothing.

My Phone Works: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

March 2, 2011

My X’s late night /
whiny texts came through, so I/
know that my phone works.

Mex Text: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 11, 2011

I was wondering,/
as she was wandering, if/
she could text from Mex.

How Do I Text?: Romantic and Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry Series

December 11, 2010

The following 3 poems are answers to the question: “Do you text?”
Dec. 11 at 23:36 p.m.

Do I text?/
I text like crazy!/
Romantically,/
poetically,/
rhymingly,/
comically,/
intelligently,/
wooingly,/
witily,/
quickly,/
questioningly:/
Can you keep up with me?

Dec 13 at 9:52 a.m.
Yes, I text!/
Will you be vexed/
to get messages from me/
in haiku and poetry?

Dec. 13, 9:58 a.m.
Do you always answer/
a question with a question?/
And awaiting a romancer’s/
promised answer/
gave me indigestion.

Wallflower at the Dance: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

May 7, 2010

I went to a friend’s dance the other day — more of a contemplative — almost spiritual — event than a party/social theme. Surprisingly, I felt like an outsider … especially since I didn’t realize there were unwritten rules about no texting (my primary form of creative efforts these days) and no talking. The next several poems are about that. Lest anyone misunderstand, I am NOT being critical of these people or the group… it’s simply an observation of how I didn’t fit in… much to my disapointment.

Old friends embrace/
and Dance,/
while I, solemn-faced,/
sway, text, and don’t chance/
2 jump and sway/
and prance/
the long, slow, energetic way/
they can./
I rock.

Alternative ending after I was told to put my texting phone away:
Old friends embrace,/
Dance,/
while I, solemn-faced,/
stay and don’t chance/
2 jump, sway/
and prance/
the long, slow, creative way/
they can./
I can’t create/
my say.

Feeling CC’d: A Romantic Sonnet

April 23, 2010

She sent me a text thank you
for my thoughts and prayers,
after she told me to
give her a break.

She said I was too much.
so, as she requested,
I kept out of touch,
and only wished her good luck.

Her text makes me a little sad,
like it was forwarded or sent to many.
Still, I suppose I should be glad
that she would even remember me.

Especially when someone with a George Clooney dose
calls her “Baby” and sends her XXOOs.

Creating More Rhyme: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

April 11, 2010

I dont want to call./
Me texting words all the time/
helps create more rhyme.